Today should have been my due date. We should be in the hospital, waiting for our little one to arrive. Instead, I woke up, took a shower and headed to work. My world became so different back in September.
When the doctor told me I miscarriages again, I was depressed. I could hardly talk to anyone without tears in my eyes and a heavy heart. I was struggling with the what-ifs. Over some time, it got easier to accept the harsh reality and slowly move on. But in my heart, I knew that March 21st would be my toughest day yet.
If you had told me in September, that I would be okay and able to make it through this day, I would have laughed. Strangely enough, I have made it through today with every little meltdowns. It hasn’t been an easy feat but I’m surviving.
Instead of bringing a new life into this world today, I’m bringing home the bacon. Instead of cuddling with a baby, I’m cuddling with my puppy. Instead of becoming a family of three, I’m spending the evening with my husband.
Somehow, I’m surviving today. Just like I will every day.
All my love,
Jennifer
Innerworkings of the Female Mind 
You are absolutely amazing. Strong, beautiful, loving, funny and one of my best friends. Love ya!
Hi! I came over here from the link on Angie’s site (of angiesangle.com). I just wanted to send some virtual hugs. I have had one miscarriage and know the pain of that experience is long lasting. The anniversary of the due date and the anniversary of the loss, stay with me, and while each year gets easier, it’s still a hard thing for anyone to go through. You have my truest sympathies! ❤
Thank you for the love.
I am so sorry for your loss :(.